NIGHT Certainly....
BREAD In case of danger, which is the way of escape?...
NIGHT There is no way of escape.
TYLTYL (taking the key and climbing the first steps) Let us begin here.... What is behind this bronze door?...
NIGHT I think it is the Ghosts.... It is long since I opened the door and since they came out....
TYLTYL (placing the key in the lock) I will see.... (To BREAD) Have you the cage for the Blue Bird?...
BREAD (with chattering teeth) I'm not frightened, but don't you think it would be better not to open the door, but to peep through the keyhole?...
TYLTYL I don't want your advice....
MYTYL (suddenly beginning to cry) I am frightened!... Where is Sugar?... I want to go home!...
SUGAR (eagerly, obsequiously) Here I am, miss, here I am.... Don't cry, I will break off one of my fingers so that you may have a sugar-stick....